Tuesday, November 30, 2004

Bye Bye November...

Wow, It is hard to believe that November has gone already! This has been the fastest year!!

I went out on some errands today, and was all agog at the Christmas decorations up already!! Duh! I guess I had better get my tree tomorrow after work. I think I will go with another shorter one again this year. I usually get the biggest, widest tree I can find, and then have to end up cutting the bottom limbs off to fit it in the stand, or the top off to fit it in the room. Last year, Bob talked me into getting a shorter thinner one, because of the Puppy. Good idea, but she Never went near it, except to bark at it. Big Brave Cocker Spaniel!!

On my way home, it was just starting to get dark, it was only 400 but it was a dark drizzly gray day, and the clouds were really thick, so no sunlight shone through. As I was coming up my street, there was a young lad walking on the side of the road. I saw him, and not knowing what they will do, I generally give them a wide berth! The young boy was about 9 years old. He saw me and waved, and then started to run right at the car. I slammed on the brakes, and started shaking. I put the window down and chewed him out royally for scaring me like that. "NEVER EVER run towards a moving car, I was Scared to DEATH I was gonna hit you" the poor kid got a shocked look on his face hung his head and slowly walked on home. I was getting groceries out of the car and saw that he was the kid across the street. I do not know them, but know that there are about 3 or 4 children over there. As I walked up the steps, I thought of my son, and how he was at that age, and I started to tear up. I called across the street and asked him if he was ok, and he said "yeah...."
I asked if he knew why I was so upset, and he said " yeah....." We talked a little and I could see that he was not upset any longer, and I think he thought I was some one else.

Then I felt much better, ran in and turned on the TV just in time for Oprah! OH GOD!! Should not have done that!!! It was a really good one!!! She made Christmas for a woman and her 9 children. That woman is someone special. I wish she thought I was! Anyway, I was fine until they showed the kids in the front row, and two of the youngest girls were crying with joy and wonder. That set me off. I called Phyllis, and she didn't even say hello, just said "I have to go to work tomorrow, I cant stand staying here and bawling!" We both laughed at the fact that we were both sentimental suckers. Getting old is terrible! I used to NEVER cry at sad movies, or animal movies, or homecomings or anything. Well I do now!!!!! Hormones!! Bah!!!!

Monday, November 29, 2004

This and That...Leftovers

No I do not mean Turkey! I am about ready to get my Christmas Cards in the mail, and there are several of you out there that have not sent me your snail mail addresses. If you dont want to that is fine! I truely do understand, but if you have just forgotten, you better get on the ball, so I can get it made. Cindra from Readand purple haze, CJ, I need your NEW address. TX Oceanlover (dave) I dont have yours either. And Shara. Any body out there lurking that wants a card, better use the email and let me know. dreamer (at) galaxynet (dot) com take away the parentheses and the spaces. IF Sally can figure it out, anybody can! ( ;) )

It has come to my attention that there are some people out there that read me but did not know they could comment. OF COURSE you can! just click on the word comments at the end of the post, and let us know you are there. I found out the Rhonda has been reading me for about a year, and just last night commented, so she will be popping in and out occaisionally. WELCOME Rhonda!!

Phyllis has been under the weather for awhile as you know, and today she back to the Doctor and was told she has a virus....AGAIN!!! She gets anything that decides it needs a home. I think she needs to start wearing a mask at work, and keeping all those bugs OUTSIDE!! She just cant get her body well.

Our decks have been nice and slick the past three nights, but both of us are very conscious about the ice, and either wear socks that will stick to the frost, or throw a rug out. It can get really brutal.

I am sitting here yawning and thinking that I need to take a hot soaky bath with some epsom salts and go to bed early. Did anyone besides me watch the Show
The Christmas Carol, The Musical with Kelsey Grammer? It was fantastic! He plays a curmudgeon so well.

I think he would be a perfect Jim Quilleran in THe Cat WHo mysteries. If you have not read these wonderful books, do your self a favor and get book # 1 THe Cat Who Could Read Backwards, by Lillian Jackson Braun, and read all 24 of them. They are really cute, not deep, and you will like the mystery and the Siamese cats KoKo and Yum Yum.

THat bath sounds really good............SPLASH!!

Sunday, November 28, 2004

Hot Turkey Sandwiches...

I was contemplating how I was going to have my two meals of turkey today, as I have been having turkey sandwiches for lunch and heated up left overs for dinner. I pulled everything out of the fridge and looked at it and thought...HOT TURKEY SANDWICHES! I have not had one in 45 years or so!!!

We lived in San Diego, California when I was little, and every so often Mom would take me shopping with her. I remember getting dressed up. she always wore a dress back then. When we would get off the bus we would walk several blocks up the street to the store, and then when we got hungry, We would walk down the street to Kresge's Dime store. We would walk in through the big double doors and past the wooden Bunkers that held the merchandise. a five and dime I think it was called, because everything in it ended in a five or a zero. ANyway, we would walk clear through the store to the very back where the Lunch counter was. We would walk into the area, and scootch up to the high round stools at the counter.

This counter had a metal hook under it for you to hang your shopping bags on. I always thought that was really cool. THe waitress, dressed in a mint green dress with a crisp white apron and pointy hat, and white shoes would bring us the menu. There was a child menu for the children, that could be used as a mask, and of course the big adult menu. The childrens menu had really neat stuff like PB&J sandwiches, and grilled cheese, and cocoa.

Mom had a Hot turkey sandwich, and I did too. They were on bread, with mayonaise spread on them, and then turkey then hot gravy. The pieces of bread were cut diagnolly and placed on either side of the scoop of mashed potatoes and gravy. It was always so good. I think they were .15 cents each. (Shush! :( ) I would eat mine all gone and Mom would ask if I wanted a soda, I took a small green river. That for you un educated, is green lime syrup mixed with soda water. GOOD STUFF!
I drank my green river, and then Mom would leave anickel on the table for a tip and we would get down off the stool, and head back to the bus stop.

This memory has been hiding in the back of my mind for all these years, and never surfaced until today. As I took the first bite of the bread and gravy this came flooding back as fresh and new as if it happened just yesterday. It was a really good memory. It also was a really good Hot turkey Sandwich!! only I did not have the mashed potatoes today, just another piece of bread.


Saturday, November 27, 2004

Winters night...

Yeah I know, it technically is still Fall, but tonight, It looks like winter. I took a long afternoon nap and woke up at 730 tonite. I walked into the dark living room and saw that the neighbors across the street had put up their Christmas lights. The shades were still up on my windows, and I just stood there looking out at them.

I went out to get the mail and this mornings paper, and as I was walking back from the street, I saw the almost full moon just coming over the top of the naked alders out back. I stood there looking over my roof at the moon and the star that I could see. It was a very bright moon which blocked out most of the starlight. I thought as I stood there drinking in the moonlight and breathing out the fog that formed in the cold air. It was beautiful. The dark navy blue of the night, and the bright pearly white of the moonlight, and across the street the blue of the Christmas lights.

There was no sound, not even Sadie barking. It was just still, and dark, and peaceful. A glimpse of what the world should be like. Almost an ending, and then a beginning, a rebirth, a starting over. I don't know why I felt that, but it was very much there. I have a really good feeling about the future. I told Bob just yesterday that I was really looking forward to this Christmas. Not for material things, but for the Holiday season. I'm looking forward to putting the lights up.
decorating the tree, sending out Christmas cards, receiving Christmas Cards, attending the Christmas concerts, listening to the Christmas Music, and spending time with the family.

Maybe it's because the house is fairly clean, The Living area is DONE, (Almost) and I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. This is also the first Christmas Season in YEARS! And I mean at least 38 of them, that I have had nothing on my calendar. NOTHING. I'm not doing a play right now, and I'm not working. I can actually enjoy the season. Watch the Holiday movies, bake a batch or two of cookies at my leisure, and just BE.

Looking at that bright full moon gave me hope. Hope for my future, hope for the World's future, and hope that this feeling grows and extends beyond just me, and on to others.

The wolves just down the street are howling, and they just make the whole scenario seem perfect! Cold blue night, bright pearl moonlight, Natures primeval howl, and the cold Fall/Winter late November weather. AHHHHHHHHH Peace...

Friday, November 26, 2004

And a good time was had by all

I got up at 700 to watch the Today show, and the Macy's Parade in New York. My Daughter kept looking asconce ( is that a word) at me, because I LOVE me some PARADES!!!! I jumped up during the commercials and finished sweeping the floor.

I now know why I leave my house messy. When it is clean, the least little bit of fuzz shows up. I kept the dust mop handy all day. I put the Turkey in the oven at noon, and settled in to watch the Annual DOg Show. Dinner was scheduled for 4:00

The annual FEAST went down beautifully! My Brother Mike, his wife Sherry and their son Galen (Scotty) came from 3 blocks away. My Sister came from 7 miles away, and Bob came from 11 miles away.

Tim, My Son who lives two islands up, Did NOT make it and my Daughter Donna had to go see her Husband and his family and his Mother who just had a hip replacement a few days ago.

But the 6 cats, one dog, 1 rabbit a Fish and the 6 of us humans feasted well.

The Brett's

Phyllis was not feeling well, but she put on a good front, and brought a spiral ham, a sweet potato casserole, and the cranberry relish.

Phyllis and Sherry

one of the highlights of the day for Bob and Mike was playing with my christmas present from last year...a fan for the woodstove. (Bob is so freaking PRACTICAL!)

Bob and Mike PLAYING

Mike was not sure how it worked, since it only runs on heat, so they grabbed, kicked all the pots off the cook stove (too hot for a wood fire) and turned on the burner. Then they set the fan on the hot burner until it started generating enough electricity or heat power or what ever to make it spin.

The toy

Other than the fact that I got this as my one and only gift from Bob last year, (bastard :( ) it is a great item. COsts about 35.00 and you just set it on the top of the woodstove, and when it heats up, it causes (magic to me) the blades to spin. You set it on the back of the stove, and it blows all the heat out into the room. It really does work, and helps the flow of the air.

I fixed the Turkey, rolls, mashed potatoes, and two gravies, one with eggs and giblets in a white sauce, and the turkey gravy. Sherry brought the pies and a pumpkin cheesecake.

Needless to say, there was waaaaaayyyyyy too much food. There alwyas is. I think next year, I am going to go for a 10 # Turkey, along with Phyllis' Ham. THat way there will be just a few left overs. Nothing like eating Turkey dinner for a week...

Wednesday, November 24, 2004

Happy Thanksgiving !

When my Kids were little, we were stationed away from family and could never make it home for the Holidays. So we made our own.

One Halloween of 1976, Donna went dressed as Martha Washington, complete with curl cap and apron. Keeping with the bicentennial ya know!

That year Tim also made an Indian vest out of a large grocery sack, and colored it all different colors. He had cut the bottom to look like fringe, and he cut arm holes and head holes and cut it up the front so he could wear it.

Jim was home from a Carrier Qualification, and we were living in Navy Housing in Alameda, and naturally I had to work late on Wednesday night getting ready for the Day After Thanksgiving Sale at the Navy Exchange. I got home late, and then had to stay up baking cornbread for the stuffing, and prepping the Bird for the oven. Dinner naturally had to be set around a football game. Or two, or three, As Jim lived for Sports!

I finally got the table ready and the dinner on the table. We all were called to come in and eat, and in walked my Kids with their costumes on from Halloween. Donna in her Martha Washington outfit, and Tim in his Indian Vest. I took pictures, but for the life of me I don’t know where they are. I will always remember that Thanksgiving as one of our more memorable ones. Far away from family and friends, but making our own memories. Some thing to be really Thankful for.

I am hoping that all of your memories are being made as memorable and happy ones this Thanksgiving Holiday. And all of you Foreigners out there too. Make good memories, and have a good Thursday wherever you are.


Smoke (cough) gets in your (Choke).....

Choke! Cough! Gasp! Cough!!

I am sitting here blogwalking and my eyes started watering, and I was coughing, and I needed another cup of coffee. I get up and walk into the Living Room, and it is filled with smoke. I do not have a fire in the wood stove, so I headed for the kitchen. Yep!! the stove!

Now before I go into any more details, I must tell you I am NOT Martha Stewart! My Sister in Law even offered to clean my house before Thanksgiving, as a Christmas present. Not wanting to appear like my MOTHER, I told her it was already clean because of all the painting I have done. Last night I was on the kitchen floor, on my Butt, scrubbing the front of the cabinets, and under the fridge, because I dont want her to think I lied.

This morning, I looked at the oven!! ARRGGHHHH!!! It has not been cleaned in a year. Not since New Years last year! I have a self-cleaning oven, all I have to do is flip a lever, and hit a button and voila, it is clean. Well I never remember to do that. So this morning I did! and all the crap that was on the bottom of the oven caught fire and sent heavy smoke out the top of the stove, through the vent.

I am now sitting here with all the doors and windows open, the fan in the dining room on, and the candles all burning. The smoke is almost all cleared out. Sadie is not sure what is going on, she is right under the desk, laying on my feet and sneezing.

THe cats are hiding in the garage, and I am sitting here admitting to the world that I have (had) a dirty oven. It will be clean, with nothing to do but wipe out the ash when it cools enough to open and unlock.

Magic!! or at least it is sposed to be. WHat I am wondering is why the Smoke alarms did not go off. The shower steam sets it off, and sometimes the candles set it off, but a smoke filled living room did not? Hrmmmmmmmm.....


You Are the Stuffing

You're complicated and complex, yet all your pieces fit together.
People miss you if you're gone - but they're not sure why.

Tuesday, November 23, 2004

I am sitting here half way through my blogwalking, still unable to connect to blogger to post. I was just gonna compose in it, and keep it short. Silly me. The dashboard opens but I can not get into post. GRRR !!!! I hope all of you people out there with cable and DSL are very appreciative of what you have. It feels like there is a blockage or something in the line. Kinda like the shower drain when it is full of hair. SSSSLLLLOOOOWWWWW!!!!! Wish there was some way to pour Drain-O down the phone line.

I wanted to post a picture of Tom today too, but since I can’t get on, it might not get posted. Tom is a wild Turkey that lived in the trees where I lived in Fallon, Nevada.
We lived about 1/10th of a mile from the Carson River, and the Turkeys and Peacocks were thriving there. They would find their way over to the farm next door, and eventually to my yard.

Tom showed up in my yard early one spring with a harem of three hens. Chitters was in the window above my bed and started growling. Since he only growls at things he doesn’t understand, like earthquakes, I peeked over the windowsill. I saw Tom and being the animal lover that I am, I Gobbled at him. Gobble gobble gobble,. He stopped dead in his tracks and up went his tail and out puffed his feathers. Gobble Gobble Gobble he answered back. We did this for a few minutes, and then I went back to sleep.


Every Saturday morning for as long as I lived there, he would come over to my house at 800 in the morning and peck on the wall right under my window. I would Gobble Gobble Gobble and he would fluff up and gobble back. I don’t know whether he was challenging me or trying to get me into his harem!

I would walk over to the farm on some days, and visit, and Tom would be following the farmer around pecking at his pocket. Then he would get a peanut. Peck the pocket, get a peanut, He was so cool!! The hens laid and hatched baby Turkeys but they never survived the coyotes. When I left, it was just Tom. He was too tough to eat, so he was the neighborhood pet. I was always afraid that some crazy hunter would drive by and shoot him, but they never did. Tom may be living still.

Monday, November 22, 2004

Monday Blahs....

It is a grey and drippy morning, and so dark that I actually rolled over to go back to sleep thinking it was still real early. It is actually 8:00! A front moved through, and the temperature warmed up a bit. It froze for two nights, and Last night for the first time this year we actually had a fire in the woodstove.

I do not use the electric wall heater at all, and just heat with the stove. My daughter kept complaining that she was cold, and I just tell her to put on a sweater. I have a very warm internal heater. I am RARELY cold. I sleep with my head right at the open window year around, and am perfectly comfortable. As long as my feet and my boobs are warm, Im fine!

The rest of the family however...complains wildly. I have been remodeling/painting the Living/great room, and everything was piled in front of the wood stove, so we could not light it off. Yesterday it was really chilly, and I, in that rare moment,was cold too. DOnna jumped at the chance to build a fire. I offered, but she was so excited at the thought of being able to take her mittens and muffler off in the house, that she wanted to do it.

The Fireplace is a very small Lopi stove, and two logs is all that will fit in it at one time, and once it was lit, it heated the house right up. It was so funny! The door makes a squeak when it opens, and at that noise, and the sound of the crackle of the kindling, POOF!!! there were 4 cats and a dog all spread out right in front of the fire! Instantaneously!

the gang

After about 2 hours, Donna came in dressed only in her PJ's and sat down and said , "It feels so good to finally be WARM! My muscles are actually relaxing again." She exagerates greatly!

I keep the bedroom window open year round as I said earlier, for fresh air, but it also draws the heat through the house and warms up my bedroom. Last night It was so warm that I had to turn off the blankey and kick the covers off of me so that I could cool down enough to sleep. I didn't even have "Ethel the Heater Cat" In bed with me last night, she was spread out in front of the still warm stove!

I also am taking care of Dottie's two kitties again, and they are still at the spitting at the other cats stage. The baby did crawl up and curl up ON my book last night, and started purring. UNTIL Sadie, the little Bitch that she is, Barked, and then Tyler was hanging from the ceiling with all 20 claws! He is a baby Bilbo, and all I could see was two orange eyes!! He and Sadie will get along in about a week. Now Tippy the Older Siamese may never accept Sadie. She sat in the window all night and growled.

Yes folks, I do live in a zoo...Life with me is never dull.

Saturday, November 20, 2004


I got away from the playhouse tonight at 5:00! Went in at 10! Only to find that I did everything all wring!! 6 weeks of work and it wasn’t right!! ARRRGGGHHHH!!

I stopped by the scrapbook store to get some glitter for my Christmas cards, and as I was heading down the sidewalk, I passed a man about 35, scratching his crotch! MEN!! No manners, NONE!

I then headed over to Albertsons to get a loaf of bread and some pledge floor cleaner. As I was walking in I passed a man in the parking lot, and as he passed he let out a huge BURP!!!! I shook my head and went on in to get my stuff.

As I headed down the cleaner Aisle I passed a man who had just farted. GAG!!!! I left in a hurry and you could hear his buddy just laughing away.

My friend Bob and I were walking down the sidewalk in Port Townsend a while back, and he hocked up a loogie and whuffed it right onto the sidewalk! I turned to him then and asked him what he would think if I did that. He laughed.

We were sitting in a movie theater and there was only two other couples in there and right in the middle of the movie, Bob Burps. LOUDLY! I slapped him in the arm and said BOB! And one of the other men in the theater Laughed LOUDLY, then you heard his wife say Jim! Whap and then the other man laughed, and WHAP!

I have been walking when men just close their fingers over one side of their nose and honk that bugger right on the ground. WHAT IS UP WITH THAT!!!

I wonder what the men would do if we women started scratching our crotches in public. Especially if we were wearing skirts. I wonder what they would say if we hocked out our loogies right on the sidewalk. I wonder how far they would run if we were to fart in public LOUDLY and then laugh.

I think we should all get together and just start acting like them and see what they would do. Unfortunately I think they would not even notice. Men are such …. What’s the word… PIGS!!!! Just PIGS!!!! Why do we let them get away with this?

Wanna join me? Im taking a walk, I feel a big loogie way down in my throat.

Thursday, November 18, 2004


Well our much anticipated wind took a northerly turn and the Low hit the coast above the Northern tip of Vancouver Island, which then went inland into British Columbia, Canada. Kinda like waiting for a Hurricane to hit Miami and it turned and went into VIrginia instead. Darn!!!

I Love Storms. I love to lay in my nice snug bed and listen to the wind whip the alders out back. The SNAP!!! of branches in the woods, the roar of the wind coming up the hill and smaking into the front of the house. The rattle of the garage door, as the aforementioned wind knocks loudly to get in.

I love the excitement of watching the storm coverage on the television, in between power outages or flickers. I love getting all the emergency lanterns out and ready, making sure that the mantles on the coleman lanterns are still intact after the summer in the closet.

I love listening to the emergency responders on the scanner, rushing to the downed trees and blocked roads, and wires down. I am one of the lucky ones though. I have a nice snug house, and I grew up with a Father that believed in being prepared for anything. Mom Hated the wind and the thunder. She grew up in Oklahoma and Texas where emergency meant head for the storm cellar, tornado coming.

One of my early memories was of my Mom hiding from a storm. We were living in San DIego, I was 6 and Phyllis was 3. Dad was off in the Korean War, and there was a thunder storm. We had gone to bed, and Mom was up, when the lights went off. I remember waking up in time to see the lit tip of my Mothers' cigarette coming into the bedroom and disappearing under phyllis' bed. I thought it was extremely funny. Mother did not, she was crying in fear. She got better about living through storms, but not as good as we did. We would make a game out of it.

Dad taught us to have fun with the storms, not in a "lets have fun" way but in the teasing way he would make fun of Moms' fear, and the way he would talk to us about the track the storm was taking. It was a learning experience, but it also was FUN! We cooked hotdogs for thanksgiving, because the power was out in 1955. We toasted the marshmallows that Mom had planned to put on the Sweet Potatoes. The fire place got a work out that night. We had just learned how to make s.mores in Brownie Day Camp, so they came into play in the emergency supplies. (ask Phyllis, she still has hersey bars and marshmallows in her camping supplies)

When the lights go out now, they are not off for days at a time like they were then, but we still have fun with them. I think it is the excitement of those days a half century ago, that still remind us that Mother Nature is still in charge, and our puny little lives and lights are nothing in the grand scheme of things. We didn't care, it was part of living on the last frontier!!

Wednesday, November 17, 2004

Batten down the Hatches....




940 AM PST WED NOV 17 2004




So if Phyllis, Vegasbaby or anybody else you know from the upper left hand corner should be AWOL for a day or two, It is because the trees knocked the power off. We'll be back. Of course every time they call for one of these storms, It usually hits somewhere else. We'll be ready anyway.

Tuesday, November 16, 2004

Mulligan Stew...

When I was a very Little girl, my Father was gone most of the time. He was Career Navy, and was seldom home. When he was home, he liked to cook, and one of the things he did cook was Mulligan Stew. Now this mulligan stew was like no other made. It was made with Hamburger. He would put onions, potatoes, celery pepper and God knows whatever else into it. We grew up eating Mulligan. Mom would never make it. That was Dad's job. We would have that and bread and butter that's it.

As I got older, the stew got thicker, and went further, But I never watched him make it. Our family Rarely sat down to dinner together at the table, we ate off our laps, in front of the TV, so the pot was always on the back burner on warm. I got to where I would hate to see Mulligan on the stove. "OH yuck! Mulligan again?" Dad Loved it, but what I didn't know was that it also stretched our meager supplies farther. Left over vegetables would go into the pot, and an extra Onion or two. It only had one pound of ground Beef, and by the time It got to the bottom of the pot, there was hardly ever any meat left.

I have not thought of Mulligan in YEARS!!!

Today it was a typical November day. It was sunny and cold in the morning, and then it spit spat rain and grey clouds, then scattered sunshine, and more wind. It was the perfect day for staying under the electric blanket and slugging.

I knew Bob was coming over so I at least put on britches. Kept the flannel PJ top on though. He put the base board up in the hall, and moved the wall units out so I can get back there and paint.

While He was doing that, I was sitting at my desk cutting out recipes so I can pitch the three years of kept magazines. The sun would come out and the sky would be blue, then it would get really dark and POUR! Then sun then Heavy rain. After Bob left, Sadie and I went right back into the bedroom and crawled back under the Electric blanket and took a nap.

I woke up walked into the kitchen and saw I have a pound of ground beef to use for dinner tonite. I thought of Mulligan Stew! It is a PERFECT day for it. But Dad is gone, and with him went the recipe.

I googled it but only found a few recipes none of which were anywhere close to Dads'. I did find a blog though, so I read it. no recipe there either. There are several books called Mulligan Stew, and a website for an Irish Pub. but no recipe.

If any of you out there know of a recipe for mulligan stew that uses hamburger send it my way. I will see which one workd the best. This is another reason that the little things that you take for granted, will become very important for your children, and their children. Who would've thought that one sailors way of stretching a pound of hamburger into a few days worth of meals for a family of five would end up being the topic of his daughters BLOG?

I am so hungry for it now!!! Stew anyone?

Stolen from WANDA...

You Are a "Don't Tread On Me" Libertarian

You distrust the government, are fiercely independent, and don't belong in either party.

Religion and politics should never mix, in your opinion... and you feel opressed by both.

You don't want the government to cramp your self made style. Or anyone else's for that matter.

You're proud to say that you're pro-choice on absolutely everything!

Monday, November 15, 2004


I have had two different people call me this afternoon checking to see if I am alive.
It appears that Mary Lou Chandler age 70 of Sedro Wooley, Wa dies on Saturday.

I quickly jumped on line and read the Skagit Valley Herald and the obituaries do have her listed.

Kinda gives your heart a thump to see your name in the obituary page. No, Contrary to the rumors, I am not dead. ish!

I'm Late, I'm Late for a very important date....

One of the bad things about living on the far left coast, is that the rest of the world has been up and read your blog before you have even posted!!! :( I could not post last night, because Chemystery had the 'puter until After I was in bed!

So anyway even though it is late...It is still the right day!!!




Today is Leslie's birthday, go wish her a happy one!!

Hope your day was really really special. ANd that EVERYTHING GOT THERE ON TIME!!!

Sunday, November 14, 2004

Stormy Weather

I had to set my alarm for the first time in MONTHS. I had to get Sadie-Bug into the groomer first thing this morning, and after yesterday's workout, I was afraid I would oversleep.

I woke up at 500, 600, 700, 715, 730, 750, and finally at 800 when the alarm went off and scared the crap out of me. I layed there luxuriating in the Cool Fall wind blowing in the window. It smelled so Earthy. THe smell of rotting leaves, and wet roofs, and the scent of sea air, mixed with the smell of the paper mill across the water. It sounds awful doesn't it? It wasn't. I love that smell, and when it is smattered with rain blowing in on your face It is really heavenly. Nothing better than that and an Electric Blanket to keep your tootsies warm.

I got Sadie up and put her out to pottie, but she sure wasn't ready to wake up. It was just that kind of morning. Snuggle in and sleep the day away. I would've loved to, but I have tons of things to do yet today.

On the way to the Buffallo lady's Farm, (the groomer raises Buffalo, so that's what she is called) CandleWick, I had to go down the highway, around the end of Penn COve in San de Fuca, where the water is right at the road side. The wind was blowing in from the SW and the Tide was high, so the salt spray blew right onto the car. That usually isnt so bad, because it is usually accompanied by tons of rain. Not today. So the washers got a work out trying to get all the salt off the windsheild.

Sadie knew as soon as I turned off the highway and she saw the buffalo where she was going. SHE HATES the groomer. so she cowered down in the back as if to say "I'm hiding, you cant see me." Didn't work.

On the way back home, I drove the back way through the fields and along the water on the Sound side. (narrow Island) I noticed that there were the winter flocls of birds already forming. THe chickadees, juncos, sparrows, and finches all flock together and I dont know why, protection?

They were soaring, turning and then diving all in unison all over the fields. It was quite an aerial display. I do enjoy watching the birds. THey are so free.

I stopped and got milk and bread and there was an old man in there trying to buy a paper. The Seattle TImes box out front was empty and he wanted a Sunday paper. THe clerk was trying to tell him that the Paper was delivered by the Carrier, and not filled by the store, but he just did not understand. Finally he asked where the other paper boxes were, and we gave him directions to the post office and he toddled on his way. He was driving a big pink BOAT of a car, a 1970's crysler I think. PINK!!

Now I am sitting here waiting for 100 until I go to the Playhouse and hope and pray that my cry for help was heard and someone will be there to climb the ladders for me and aim the lights. I do not do ladders. Not with my sense of balance. (NONE) I can barely stand on one foot on the flat ground, much less up a ladder. a tall ladder! a 12foot ladder! NOT!

I have most of the Great room done now, And only one more major wall to paint. But that involves moving the 3 piece wall unit with all the china in it, and the electronics on it, about 4 feet out so I can get behind it and paint. There is a thought that I could just paint the 1 foot that shows above the unit and the 3 inches on the side, but then I would know I was cheating. SO tomorrow's chore is that. Bob was over yesterday and got the baseboards up on the walls I had finished. Oh KB, it does make a difference. the walls are a pale yellow, and the baseboard are white. LOVE IT!!!

DOnna has talked me into painting the wall with the Woodstove and closets on it, a terra cotta, so we will try that. I can always change it if I dont like it. I think it would set off the rest of the room nicely.

Gonna be a busy week, finishing up the house, and getting the lights set for INSPECTING CAROL, so I'll be popping in and out, but probably not posting too much. Ya'll have a nice week.



I just got word from Tricia Bill's wife
That Bill's Dad passed away this morning. I know his mother was Ill, but I did not know his father was also. I know this is very hard on Bill, so stop over and give him some support. He will be away for awhile, but he'll see it when he gets back.

Friday, November 12, 2004

Shall We Dance?

Once in a while there is a movie that comes out that you know you want to see, but you just know that your significant other will not go. CHICK FLICK He'd say. Well as usual, Last night Bob came over and said his usual what do you wanna do tomorrow night? (usually rent a video about war and fall asleep on the couch)

I looked him straight in the eye, and said "I'm glad you asked, I want to go to the Clyde Theater and see Shall We Dance. Uh. What's it about? I dunno. I looked at him and said IT"S MY TURN!!!!

We went tonight, and had to sit in the back row because the place was packed! He sat down and when the movie started, we sat transfixed!!!! It was FABULOUS!!! Even Bob liked it. It is really a feel good movie, no violence, no affairs, no cheating, just a passion for dancing.

Do yourselves a favor and go see this movie. With or with out a date it is great!!! Richard Gere makes you just want to take him home and set him on your mantle, Right next to Brad Pitt! um, um, UM!!!!!

OH! And for you guys out there Jennifer Lopez is Wonderful!!!

Thursday, November 11, 2004

What kind of Cat are you?

The Cheshire Cat! You're a sly cat who grins on the
outside, but schemes on the inside. Even your
best friends don't realize that you may
actually be their worst enemy!

What kind of cat are you?
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This really is more like Phyllis, but it's what I came up...

In Remembrance...

We Should NEVER forget what We have lost...And what those we have lost fought for!

Wednesday, November 10, 2004

Fun toys!

Leslie over at Critter Lover's is always finding new toys to brag about. Her toys are the housecleaning kind, a new Swiffer, a sponge eraser for walls and tubs, a throw-away toilet brush etc. While I know that Leslie keeps an immaculate house, Everybody knows that I do NOT! I am allowed to live her by the grace of 4 cats, a dog and a bunny, oh and SPIKE my beta. All except Spike have long fur! ANd I mean LONG fur.

I do not enjoy cleaning house. I guess it is because I had to clean my mothers place if I wanted anyone to come over. She was a slob! And I mean a BAD SLOB!!! WOrse than anything you can imagine.

My house is nothing as bad as hers, (well, the garage might be) but I got to the point that I would rather spend my time doing things I want to do instead of CLEANING house. It's just gonna get dirty again. I just do not see the point! It's kinda like making your bed every morning...WHY? You're just gonna get back into it in a few hours!

Anyway back to the subject. I love making things with my hands, scrapbooks, dickens villages, putzing in the yard, woodworking things. ya know. STUFF!

I found the COOLEST new toy, and bought it for myself. It is a black and Decker Mouse Sander. Let me tell you, you all have got to get one of these things. They are so neat! THere was some sticky icky tapey stuff on the door, left over from where my renters duct-taped a dirty towel over the window. I ripped that sucker down as soon as I moved in. I could NOT get that tape off. I tried alcohol which didnt work, spic and span which didnt work, goo-gone which didnt work, and finally got out mr. Mouse. Off came the sticky stuff!!

The cats have scratched the window sills with their claws, and Mr Mouse made them really smoth again. It has this triangle flat surface with a velcro-y finish, and all the sand paper pad are the same way, so you just stick on a sandpaper and it stays on until YOU take it off. It comes equipped with a scotch brite scrubber too, so Im heading for the badly stained fiberglass tub as soon as I get back from WOrk.

who-hoo!!! Look out, Mary Lou is on the loose with a mouse!!!



Please send me your snail mail addresses if you would like to have a Christmas Card this year. Especially all you new friends

dreamer(at)galaxynet(dot)com DO NOT PUT A DOT AFTER GALAXY!!! just after Galaxynet

I am going to start writting them out nexrt week, so hurry!!! And tell all your friends that live in different countries that I would like to hear from them too. (need to get that map filled up) Tine was the latest one to send me her picture for my blog map! THANKS TINE!! You are so PRETTY!!!! She lives in Belgium.

I stole this from Special K!

Heron's Spirit Calls To You!
Heron's Wisdom

All aspects of diversity





Balancing multiple tasks


If you enjoyed this quiz, please rate and I
may do another!


Animal Spirit Guides ~ Which One Calls To You?
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Tuesday, November 09, 2004


What happened to my sidebar stuff? It's all gone? I hit refresh, and disconnected and reconnected, and it's still not there. I cant get to my archives!! ah well, Im sure blogger will find them and bring them home again. I hope!

I have the front wall of the livingroom done. I bought a primer/sealer and painted that over the 3 coats of paint I already had on the windowsills, and let it dry over night. This morning I put a coat of high gloss enamel on them and they actually look really good. I think that wall is a wrap!! now on to the TV wall, then the Wall Unit Wall, THen the CLoset wall. One wall a day is all THat way I won't feel pushed and stressed, and Bob can get it done by Thanksgiving. But then I have been waiting since 1100 for him to come over today like he said he was going to....hmmmm must have forgotten. :(

It has been dark and gloomy and foggy today. I can not hear the fog horns on the water, so the fog must be hanging high today, and not down on the water. It is starting to get really chilly too.

Back to the paint job...still have three walls....sigh.

Monday, November 08, 2004

Here we go again.....

Recent Earthquakes in Pacific Northwest
All Earthquakes on Index Map
Earthquakes recorded by the Pacific Northwest Seismograph Network during the past two weeks. Times are local (PST or PDT). Most recent earthquakes are at the top of the list. Magnitude 3 and greater earthquakes are printed in bold type.
Thanks for your patience

map 1.3 1 km ( 1 mi) S of Mount Rainier
map 1.2 1 km ( 1 mi) SSW of Mount Rainier
MAP 3.2 1 km ( 1 mi) SSE of Mount Rainier
map 1.5 1 km ( 1 mi) S of Mount Rainier
map 1.5 2 km ( 1 mi) SSE of Mount Rainier
map 1.9 126 km (78 mi) ENE of Medicine Lakes Volc area
map 2.1 123 km (76 mi) ENE of Medicine Lakes Volc area
map 1.2 29 km (18 mi) SSW of Bremerton, WA
map 1.1 18 km (11 mi) NNW of Mount St. Helens
map 1.2 1 km ( 1 mi) S of Mount Rainier
map 1.1 1 km ( 0 mi) NNE of Mount St. Helens
map 1.8 10 km ( 6 mi) SSW of Chelan, WA
map 2.9 10 km ( 6 mi) S of Chelan, WA
map 2.0 1 km ( 1 mi) SSE of Mount Rainier
map 1.2 16 km (10 mi) NNW of Tacoma, WA
map 1.4 0 km ( 0 mi) ENE of Mount St. Helens
map 1.9 0 km ( 0 mi) NE of Mount St. Helens
map 2.1 0 km ( 0 mi) S of Mount St. Helens
map 1.4 19 km (12 mi) N of Chelan, WA
map 1.6 33 km (20 mi) NNW of Poulsbo, WA
map 1.7 0 km ( 0 mi) NE of Mount St. Helens
map 1.5 1 km ( 1 mi) S of Mount Rainier
map 2.3 127 km (79 mi) ENE of Medicine Lakes Volc area
MAP 3.3 120 km (75 mi) ENE of Medicine Lakes Volc area
map 1.0 12 km ( 7 mi) ENE of Deming, WA
map 1.9 0 km ( 0 mi) E of Mount St. Helens
map 1.7 6 km ( 3 mi) N of Colville, WA
map 1.5 1 km ( 1 mi) SE of Mount St. Helens
map 1.7 0 km ( 0 mi) S of Mount St. Helens
map 1.9 1 km ( 1 mi) SSW of Mount St. Helens
map 1.9 1 km ( 0 mi) NNW of Mount St. Helens

STAND BY FOLKS!!! It appears that another Mountain has been heard from. Actually there are TWO mountains. Mt Rainier and Mt Baker are rumbling.

Todays earthquake was the biggest in 30 years, and are all 1 mile underground, which means half way down into the mountain. (It is over 14000 ‘ high)

Scientists have been saying that the possibility of an actual eruption is very slim, however this is just like way back in the 1980’s when St Helens woke up.

If Rainier were to go, it would cause pyroclastic flows and Lahars that would sweep right down the carbon river and wipe out Seattle and Tacoma.

Could it have something to do with the major activity on the sun? Who knows, but the Northern lights are sposed to be visible again tonight, and we are all fogged in.

Cross your fingers that we don’t have Urban Renewal any time soon!!

Sunday, November 07, 2004

A lazy Sunday

I have no energy, NONE! It was all I could do to pull my arse out of bed this morning. I knew I had to get the livingroom ready for Robert to come put the baseboards up.

I have NEVER seen anyone who can put off finishing a job as well as that man can. First the one piece he put down yesterday was gapping so he had to run to Lumberman's and get some adhesive to put on the back of the base board. Then he could not get it cut right, then he tried calling a friend, who was not home...and he just left after putting on one piece of base board. I now have about 25 feet of wall done out of the whole house.

I have put thress coats of white Semi-gloss on the window sills and it is still showing through. The original finish was oak stained pine, covered with a high gloss clear finish. I tried sanding the finish off and that made it bleed through really bad, so I left on the finish and then painted over it. It still shows through. Especially where Loki tiptoed through it!! GRRRRRRRRR

I think I will go to Lumbermans tomorrow and ask their experts what will keep it covered. Maybe a good high gloss enamel alkyd will do the trick. Man it does look good from a distance though. Amazing what a dab of sunshine yellow and white will do to a dark dreary room.

Saturday, November 06, 2004

Back up

I put my tag board back up. My daughter ran ad-aware and cleared out over 1000 pop-ups and spy ware files. Ms Vaio runs really well now. So Since this is how Tim has chosen to communicate, I decided to risk it once again. If THings slow down then tagboard goes once again. I may look into paying for one, but im not sure yet.

I also am exploring having someone design a template for me, that I can change as I wish. Anybody know who where, how, cost? any suggestions? I can do simple HTML but I just cant get the frames thing adjusted It's taking too much time away from other things I need to be doing.

I actually got the front wall of the living room finished today! well, Almost. I still have to put one more coat on the windowsill, as I have little tiny kitty prints all across the sill, and white feet prints down the hall, and on my bed there is a big orange tabby cat hurriedly licking the offending paint off of his paws before I find it. Too Late!!! BUSTED Loki is in hot water now!!!

Friday, November 05, 2004

Why I Live in Washington...

mt st Helens sunset

This picture is one of the reasons why I live here in the Pacific Northwest. This is an actual picture of Mt St Helens this evening just as the sun set. It had been covered in fog all day so I did not expect to see anything when I clicked on the volcano cam site.

I caught it just as the color was vibrant, but the picture is still kinda blurry from the fog. At times the Olympic Mountains will look like that, and I have taken off from SEA-TAC heading towards Anchorage just as the sun was coming over the Eastern Horizon and sillouhetting Mt. Rainier with mauve and purple, changing to Orange and red.

The sunsets and the sunrises here are magnificent. Especially when it is getting towards the WInter Solstice. Must be the angle of the sun, but God it is GLORIOUS!!
THese are the Jewels that sustain us through the rainy gloomy days, and make it all worthwhile.

Nature makes me feel so insignificant with all of the wonder around me. AHHHHHH!!!!

Radio Gals

I am on a committee at the playhouse, called the PLAYDAY committee. We read scripts that have been submitted by the Membership, and then we pick 5 musicals, 5 comedies and 3 dramas. We then call an entire membership meeting called PLAYDAY, and we present on stage, 10 minutes of each play that we have selected. The membership then votes on which ones they would like us to produce for the coming season.

I am at this very moment listening to the funniest musical, (I read the script last night) called RADIO GALS. It is set in the early 30's late 20's, and it about a group of women who transmit on a radio show from Hazels livingroom. It is a cross between PRAIRIE HOME COMPANION and RED GREEN, And is so damn funny! It takes place in Arkansas, and the 5 women all play instruments. So while the daily happenings go on around them, they put the news to music. THrow into this mix two of the women are Old Matrons, very Manly.

I am telling you, this is a hoot!!!! I have never heard of it before, but I am so going to push this as one to present.

Others that we are considering are:
Little Women
The Man WHo Came TO Dinner
Papa IS All
Forever Plaid
Little SHop of Horrors (again, cause we got denied rights this year)
Steel Magnolias (aggain, same reason)
Sunshine Boys
Never too Late
Driving Miss Daisy
Country Girl
Caine Mutiny
Blythe Spirit
Father of the Bride
Come Blow your Horn
GIft of The Magi
The Gazebo
Man of La Mancha
Babes in Toyland
My fair Lady
Pumpboys and Dinettes

So as you can see I have a ton of reading to do. Out of all of these we get to produce 2 musicals, 2 comedies and 1 Drama. Tough choices!

Get involved in Your COmmunity Theater. You will not be sorry you did! THey all need volunteers, of all kinds.

Thursday, November 04, 2004

For those who hate their jobs!

Over the past month or so I have heard several of you complain about your jobs and how you hate them. Vegas Baby, Blogeois, Critterchick, KB, This one’s for YOU!

This is even funnier when you realize it's real! Next time you have a
bad day at work, think of this guy. Rob is a commercial saturation diver for
Global Divers in Louisiana. He performs underwater repairs on offshore
drilling rigs. Below is an E-mail he sent to his sister. She then sent
it to radio station 103.2 on the FM dial in Ft. Wayne, Indiana, who was
sponsoring a worst job experience contest. Needless to say, she won.

"Hi Sue, Just another note from your bottom-dwelling brother. Last week I had a bad day at the office. I know you've been feeling down lately at work, so I thought I would share my dilemma with you to make you realize it's not so bad after all. Before I can tell you what happened to me, I first must bore you with a few technicalities of my job.

As you know, my office lies at the bottom of the sea. I wear a suit to
the office. It's a wetsuit. This time of year the water is quite cool. So
what we do to keep warm is this: We have a diesel powered industrial water
heater. This $20,000 piece of equipment sucks water out of the sea. It
heats it to a delightful temperature. It then pumps it down to the diver
through a garden hose, which is taped to the air hose. Now this sounds like a
darn good plan, and I've used it several times with no complaints. What I
do, is when I get to the bottom and start working, I take the hose and stuff it down the back of my wetsuit. This floods my whole suit with warm water. It's
like working in a Jacuzzi. Everything was going well until all of a sudden, my butt started to
itch. So, of course, I scratched it. This only made things worse. Within a few seconds my butt started to burn. I pulled the hose out from my back, but the Damage was done.

In agony I realized what had happened. The hot water machine had sucked
up a jellyfish and pumped it into my suit. Now, since I don't have any hair
on my back, the jellyfish couldn't stick to it. However, the crack of my butt was not as fortunate. When I scratched what I thought was an itch, I was actually grinding the jellyfish into the crack of my butt.

I informed the dive supervisor of my dilemma over the communicator. His
instructions were unclear due to the fact that he, along with five
other divers, were all laughing hysterically. Needless to say I aborted the
dive. I was instructed to make three agonizing in-water decompression stops
totaling thirty-five minutes before I could reach the surface to begin
my chamber dry decompression. When I arrived at the surface, I was wearing
nothing but my brass helmet.

As I climbed out of the water, the medic, with tears of laughter
running down his face, handed me a tube of cream and told me to rub it on my
butt as soon as I got in the chamber. The cream put the fire out, but I couldn't
poop for two days because my butt was swollen shut. So, next time
you're having a bad day at work, think about how much worse it would be if you
had a jellyfish shoved up your butt.

Now repeat to yourself, "I love my job, I love my job, and I love my job."

Wednesday, November 03, 2004


Well! I am finally able to get into blogger to post. I was up early to post but blogger was down. which means that nobody hardly, got a chance to post. What a night! Not only for the nation, but for the State of Washington too. We still are not sure who is going to win the job of Governor. We have Democrat Christine Gregoire, running against Rep Dino Rossi. It looks like they are going down to the last ballot. there are only a few votes separating them. Christine Gregoire was the favored one going in, as we are a Democratic State. We have not had a Republican governor in over 20 years. (It's time, but I want Christine) If Rossi wins we will have voted for a Democrat for Pres and a Rep for GOV. (Im opposite..)

It is nice though seeing real ads on tv for a change, and the news actually had something besides politics on.

Weather. We have been having storm after storm roll in, and today we have had cold sunlight. It has been so pretty, but COLD> and tonite we are sposed to get out first freeze. Down into the 20's they say. Better clear the crap away from the woodstove.

PHYLLIS....STAY OFF YOUR DECK TONIGHT!!! The auroras should be out. Kate said that the sun has been sending some heavy rays our way, which makes for great auroras. We do not want any broken legs or frozen asses!! I have kitter litter and salt right by the back door....

Tuesday, November 02, 2004

Fall Storm brings Visitors...

For the past few days we have been having storm after storm roll in from the west. Usually we get sheltered from the heaviest part of these storms because they either hit land further North in BC or further South on the Coast.

These were aimed right at us, coming right around the Olympic Mountains, and slamming us right in from the Strait of Juan de Fuca. The wind hits right where we live, hitting Phyllis first, and then about 10 minutes later slamming in to me. The wind was gusting up to 50 MPH, and the trees were bending sideways.

The rain pelted down so loud that I actually thought it was hailing. Close, but just rain. The Temp dropped to just above freezing, and stayed there. There are flood warnings out on some of the rivers already, and it is still coming down.

I laid there last night listening to the wind howl, and the wind chimes tinkling, with my nose in a book, and the electric blanket on. I learned after last week, that I need to turn on BOTH sides of the blanket, because if I do not, I am crowded off my side of the bed, by four cats. So with both sides on, I was all comfy and warm, and reading away. About 1045, Chitters was peeking over the windowsill, and staring out side. It was dark, so I figured he was watching a critter eat the dropped birdseed. He did not move for about 5 minutes, so I turned out the light and peeked over to see what he was looking at.

There on the ground just under the pussy willow tree was a barred owl. Just sitting there looking around. I got the binocs out and he flew over to the whiskey barrel in the yard. I jumped up and ran over to the office and looked out and there he sat on the edge of the barrel, with a huge rat in his talons. He must have sat there for 15 minutes with me and the cats staring at him before he flew off. He was so close! I wished I had been able to get a picture of him, but it was too dark. Finally he raised his wings and ever so quickly and quietly he lifted off and flew into the trees with his dinner still in his talons. What a sight!!

barred owl

He must be the reason that I have not heard the critters in the walls for the past few months. That is just too cool! I just hope he hasn’t had Lola for dessert! He must have a nest somewhere close by with all the forage he has around my back yard.

The rain finally quit here about an hour ago, and it looks like the sun may be trying to peek through. Almost all of the leaves are now off the alders and laying in my back yard, and the garbage cans are on their sides in the driveway. I went out and refilled all of the feeders as the seed has all been blown out. I rehung the suet, and now I am ready to go paint another windowsill in the dining room. One wall a day. That’s all.

Monday, November 01, 2004

another quiz

You Are a Plain Ole Cup of Joe

But don't think plain - instead think, uncomplicated

You're a low maintenance kind of girl... who can hang with the guys

Down to earth, easy going, and fun! Yup, that's you: the friend everyone invites.

And your dependable too. Both for a laugh and a sympathetic ear.

What Kind Of Coffee Are You? Take This Quiz :-)

Find the Love of Your Life
(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.

try again...

I posted this once, but it doesnt show up. GRRRRRRR ANYWAY> I have been unable to get into mine and Brenda's blogs because tagboard keeps defaulting to an ad page. SO Bye bye tagboard. I think they want MONEY which I do not have. SO until either the ads stop or I get rich, no more tagboard. WAHHHH That was the only way Tim communicated!!